I tilt my head and look her up and down. She wears a pair of skinny jeans low on her hips and a white tube top that barely keeps her tits in. She’s trying too hard, but I’m not going to tell her that. I’ve never liked her. She threw herself at me last year, and I turned her down. She knew I was fucking Henley. At the time, Henley belonged to me.
My little doll.
This bitch here was jealous and wanted me. It wasn’t happening. But after everything went down and Henley left, I jumped all over it. Literally. Every chance I get. I saw the way Henley watched Laney hang all over me in the cafeteria earlier this week. We stayed back and observed, getting ready to make our move. I wanted to see what she did and how she reacted. She’s seemed laid-back for the most part. No one really talks to her other than Jamie. And that’s exactly how we want it. For now.
“No one’s stopping you,” Law tells her with a careless wave of his hand.
“Privately,” she bites out, glaring down at me.
I take another hit and then blow it up into her face.
Her eyes narrow. “Ryan …”
“Whatever you have to say, you can tell us all,” I inform her.
Her hands fist when I make no attempt to get up. I’m not her fucking dog! She’s not going to tell me what to do. She crawls to me for that dick, not the other way around. “It’s about Henley.”
I’m not surprised. She’s a good little messenger without even knowing, that’s the real reason I keep her around. She’s jealous of Henley and the time I gave her. And the rumors that had spread around the school about her and me.
Laney lets out an exasperated sigh when she understands I’m still not moving. “She’s here.”
Of course, she is. We wanted her here. This party was a test, and our good little doll didn’t disappoint. She’s not a coward, and we were counting on that. I hold back my smile as Law asks, “And?”
She glares over at him. “And she was making out with that freak Datson on the couch, but they just went upstairs.”
Fuck! My teeth grind.
Monroe pushes the girl’s mouth from his dick and stands, buttoning his jeans and grabbing his shirt, knowing we’re going up there. We’ve stood back to buy some time, but obviously, our time is up. No one touches her but us. No one fucks her but us.
CHAPTER SEVEN
HENLEY
I SHOULD FEEL bad that I’m using Datson, but I’m not because I’ve had plenty to drink. I’m not sure if he took my advances as genuine or if he knows something is up, but at this point, it doesn’t matter. I’m willing to go as far as this needs to. I started making out with him on the couch in front of everyone. I wanted witnesses. Then I stood, took his hand, and pulled him upstairs into a spare room, three drinks in. I specifically chose this room. For a moment, I thought about taking him to Law’s across the hall but quickly decided that was a bad idea. Who knows what he’s fucked in there?
I throw my shirt and unfasten my bra. His lips are on mine. His kiss is frantic with a little too much tongue, but I ignore it. I push down any comparison to Dax and Scout. I can’t let those feelings enter my mind at the moment.
“Henley …”
He pulls away from me, but I yank his lips to mine once again. I don’t need any dialogue to give him time to chicken out. We need to be up here for quite some time. And when we’re done, there needs to be evidence of what we spent our time up here doing. “Do you have a condom?” I mumble against his lips.
“Yeah, but …”
“Get it out.” I’m unbuttoning his jeans, not giving him a second to turn me down, when the door swings open and hits the interior wall.
Datson turns around to see what the hell is going on, and he’s punched in the face.
“What the fuck?” I squeal. “Scout, what are you doing?” I cover my bare chest as Law and Dax enter. But there’s no Rellik.
Of course, Scout ignores me as he bends down and shoves a disoriented Datson out the door with a bloody nose.
Shit! I didn’t expect them to interrupt us. I just wanted them to hear the rumors come Monday at school. “You had no right …”
He slams the door shut, caging me in here with them, and slowly starts to advance on me.
I swallow the panic that rises to the surface. They won’t hurt me. Not here. Not while other students are around. Witnesses who no doubt watched them storm up here, knowing I was already in this room. “Hand me my shirt,” I demand.
Dax leans down and picks it up before throwing it over his shoulder.
Motherfucker!
“Get the fuck out!” I scream even though this is what I wanted. I used Datson. I made a show downstairs right in front of Scout’s current fuck, knowing she’d run to him and rat me out. Such a good little bitch, she is.
Law reaches behind him and locks the bedroom door. My heart starts to pound.
Scout comes to a stop before me. “Are you horny, Henley? All you have to do is ask us.” A cruel smile spreads across his face. It’s the first time I’ve heard his voice since he threatened me in my bedroom the night after I called the police on Dax. The sound of my name makes my thighs tighten even though the hairs stand on the back of my neck. “Get on your knees and beg us, baby.”
My stomach knots at his words. Us? It’s no longer about him and me anymore. They’ve done exactly what I expected them to do. They all want their own revenge. Attack one and they all retaliate. I hate that they’re so predictable. I slap him across the face. “Fuck you!” I shout and try to shove him away from me, but he doesn’t move.
“I like this new side of you, Henley. It’ll make this even more fun.” He smiles. “But it won’t get you very far.”
He’s right. I’m not strong enough to knock his ass out. And it’d be three against one, so I wouldn’t have a chance. I try another tactic. One that would only work with him. Or at least that’s what I tell myself. Really the alcohol and closeness of him are making my chest hurt with betrayal. “I loved you.” The words fall from my lips before I can second-guess this awful idea. It exposes me more than anything I could physically do with another man.
His body stiffens against mine, and his face goes hard as stone. Tears prick my eyes because the words were true. I loved them all. But Scout? He was the one for me. He was the one I would do anything for. As pathetic as it sounds, I would have set myself on fire for him. All he had to do was hand me the lighter.
“Yeah, I loved you too,” he admits after a long second. His eyes skim over my body, and he pulls his lip back in disgust. “But you chose to betray us.” He turns to walk away, and I refuse to let him have the last word. I didn’t show up here for nothing tonight.
I grab his arm and yank him back to me while my free arm is across my chest, covering my exposed boobs. “I did the right thing. You betrayed me!”
He places his hands on the wall, caging me in. He pushes his body into mine, pinning my back to the wall. “Was it the right thing?” he demands. “It cost you everything, Henley.”
I swallow.
“Your friends. Your reputation.”
“You know I don’t care about that.” I’ve never cared much what people think of me.